You always told me to keep my head up high,
but it was hard cause some days i just wanted to die.
You taught me right from wrong,
and you'd tell me life was short so wish it long.
You always had a smile on your face,
and now you are not around and u i cannot replace.
I find it hard to face each and every day,
it seems like I'm acting in a play.
I want you back more that anything,
and i want it to be more than just a fling.
But i guess you cant always get what you want,
but when all i want is to talk to u, i am still left without a response.
So now that i am officially out of your life,
i will turn over to my faithful knife.
When i pick it up i look into the silver part,
and i see me and you together and me with a full heart.
Then i start to cut and blood pours out,
and that is the red from my heart, without a doubt.
